Grande Briere Landscape 1926

Ferdinand du Puigaudeau's Grande Briere Landscape is like a memory, shimmering with light. It's hard to pin down exactly when it was made or even with what – it has a kind of dreamlike quality that defies detail. Look at the surface – it’s built up with these tiny, feathery strokes. The paint isn't trying to hide; it's all about the touch, the hand moving across the canvas. The colours are unreal – this pale, gauzy light that makes the landscape feel less like a place and more like a feeling. See how the strokes of colour around the sun bleed into each other, creating this hazy, otherworldly effect? It reminds me a bit of Turner, that same preoccupation with light and atmosphere. But Puigaudeau has this other thing, this tenderness, this quiet reverence for the landscape. It's not about grand gestures; it's about catching a fleeting moment, a whisper of beauty. It’s a nice reminder that painting can be about feeling and not about knowing.